My life is slowly falling apart.
I lost her and some friends my mind is being corrupt
She was my source of happiness and now I'm afraid to talk to her...
Afraid I'll screw our friendship.
I don't know if we can be friends even
Because the memories will flood back and kill me again.
For now silence and fake smile are keeping us apart.
I seem okay. I am.
I always am.
No one thinks there are things wrong with me and now I get people's pity.
I don't want this upon me. I can't have thin on me.
My life is slowly crumbling not all at once
But it starts with falling gravel pieces .
